He lusts for her
Her apple breasts
Beneath her vest
Taste the best
Lust, Lust, Lust
Three women on the go
Yet happiness does not flow
It is only
Lust, Lust, Lust
Her apple breasts
Beneath her vest
Taste the best
The natural flow of wetness
He hopes to taste once more
Maybe its vanilla flavor
Will be one better than before
Lust, Lust, Lust
Lost in focus
Lost in defense
Can’t do his job
Till he scores once more
Now humble, no longer hardcore
Only suffering from lust hangover
Her apple breast
Beneath her vest
Has just put him to the test
The sweet fluid of sex
Displaying something complex
Lust, Lust, Lust
Save him
He is an emotional wreck
For he still lusts after his Ex!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
This poem of yours has given me the biggest grin today Sylvia. You do have a wonderfully insightful way with words. 10 from lusty apple flavour Tai
Clever, insightful, well-imaged, sharp word play - a super poem. Kind regards, Gina.
definatly wasn't wordsworth but really made my day and thats really wat poetry is about
The poetry so fine and good, in prose it never would have so greatly stood. Erotic poem, without being vulgar but with great originality and fine thunder
Lust with no love to emancipate it from its nonchalance is tragic, leaves you un-sated and incomplete. Good poem
, , Lost in focus Lost in defense Can’t do his job Till he scores once more Now humble, no longer hardcore Only suffering from hangover great write great expression great 10++++++++++++++++++++++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
apple breast? kinda weird. but whatev.